Daqin: I was overheard by Zulong

Chapter 130
"And because there is no shipping fee, the price of salt in Xianyang City is set at [-] yuan per catty, which is far lower than the previous market price of [-] yuan per catty for coarse salt!"

Every time Ying Liman said a word, all civil and military ministers in the hall, including Ying Zheng, were in an uproar, and the bitterness and embarrassment on Feng Jie's face would increase.

Feng Jie really didn't expect that the salt production that troubled the ancients for thousands of years would actually be solved by a girl, which is simply incredible.

If he had known that this would be the result, even if he was beaten to death, Feng Jie would not be able to gamble with Ying Liman.

"At present, there are ten latest salt-making workshops in Xianyang, Daqin. It is estimated that this number will increase tenfold in three months, which can basically meet the salt consumption of people in all regions of Daqin."

"In addition, I expect that next month, I will be able to renovate all salt shops selling salt in all areas of Daqin."

"At that time, the salt problem that troubled me in Daqin will no longer exist!" Ying Liman said so much in one breath, her little face flushed, but it was all caused by excitement.

After the ministers finished listening, they couldn't calm down any more, and started asking questions one after another.

"The salt problem in the entire Qin Dynasty will be solved in three months. Your Highness the Princess is really generous!"

"The Salt Mansion has done a great job this time. They were able to reduce the price of salt to sixty yuan a catty. It's unbelievable!"

"That's right, but as far as the princess said, I'm afraid that you can make a profit at sixty renminbi a catty of salt. Dare I ask the princess, how much did the Salt Mansion earn?"

Seeing the chattering of the ministers, Ying Zheng didn't stop him. He also wanted to know how much money the Salt Manufacturing Mansion could earn in just yesterday's time.

The Salt Mansion is now under the jurisdiction of the Prince's Mansion, and the accounts in the Salt Mansion are also under the management of the Prince's Mansion.

Ying Zheng knew the truth of it very well, and understood that with Zhao Yi's temperament, he was afraid that he would scrape off a thick layer of oil and water before leaving the rest to himself.

What a mistake, in order to let Zhao Yi help him do things that day, he forgot about it, thinking that it was all his own money, and now most of it fell into Zhao Yi's pocket, Ying Zheng regretted it.

But it is a little bit, and Ying Zheng is not entangled, but he is still full of expectations. His bottom line is that it is good to have 1000 million yuan, and of course a little more is even better.

Ying Liman just smiled and said nothing, according to the data collected from various places last night, Xianyang alone earned 200 million yuan.

In fact, the Salt Mansion's salt mansion and salt shop stalls in Guanzhong have also been rolled out, and salt has begun to be sold.

As of yesterday, the data uploaded from various places, that is the truly astonishing number, but it is impossible for Ying Liman to announce this number here, because it is too terrifying.

Soon Yingzheng also felt that it was inappropriate to disclose the accounts of the Salt Mansion in this hall, so he took the initiative to intervene.

"Okay, the Salt House has made great contributions to the country this time, and I will reward you heavily. Liman, tell me, what do you want?"

Ying Liman smiled coquettishly, then tilted her head, and looked at Feng Jie, "Imperial Father, I don't want anything, I just want to ask Dr. Yu Shi, does our bet count?"

After Ying Liman's words, there was a dead silence in the hall, and the officials looked at Feng Jie again.

Yushitai, who was usually domineering and domineering, was like eggplants beaten by frost, with their heads bowed and not saying a word.

What Yushitai usually does is to offend people, so everyone wants to see their jokes at this moment. After all, Doctor Yushi is the face of Yushitai. If he loses face, it means that the whole Yushitai loses face.

Feng Jie blushed, his neck was thick, and he was a little at a loss. He had no choice but to deal with the situation. No matter how reasonable he was, he couldn't resist him, let alone he was wronged.

Yingzheng thought more about it. If Feng Jie was to fulfill the bet, I am afraid that even the imperial censor would not be able to do it, so...

"Doctor Yushi, you played the princess, the crown prince, and even Zhen, but now the facts are in front of you, do you know your mistake?"

"My lord, I know I'm wrong!" Feng Jie was full of bitterness and knelt down on the ground. At this point, he had no choice but to admit defeat.

"If you know your mistakes, you can correct them. There is nothing good about it!" Ying Zheng stood tall, "Since the doctor Yu Shi knew his mistakes, I am the master, and the bet is void. I am an official ordered by the court. If I pollute myself in the street, what a shame, Liman can't mess around!"

Hearing what Ying Zheng said, all civil and military officials were disappointed for a while, but after thinking about it, everyone was an official in the same dynasty. If they really did that, everyone would be ashamed and silent.

Ying Liman was a little bit reluctant, she was a child at heart, today she just wanted to see Feng Jie get embarrassed, whoever let him be in the hall last time almost made her cry.

But she didn't directly confront her, but rolled her eyes, and then said with a smile: "Yes, since Father Huang said so, Liman will listen to you, and you can do whatever you say."

Ying Liman's words made Feng Jie's expression change instantly. After all, he was a censor, and he wanted to lose face. Although the bet made him uncomfortable, being teased like this was unacceptable to him.

Although what Ying Liman just said was based on Ying Zheng's advice, both inside and outside the words were obviously scolding him for not keeping his word. How could Feng Jie endure this.

"Your Majesty, I thank you for your kindness!" Feng Jie knelt down on the ground, and refused with righteous words: "But as a doctor of imperial history, I should set an example. As the saying of a sage, words must be followed, and actions must be resolute!"

"Since the minister has an appointment with the princess, if the minister loses, he must fulfill it!" At this point, Feng Jie turned to Ying Liman, "Ying's manor, after the court today, I will fulfill the previous bet!"

Ying Liman deliberately provoked her, Feng Jie knew it well, but even so, he knew it was a conspiracy, so he had to grit his teeth and take advantage of this trap.

Otherwise, Yushitai's reputation will be even more discredited, and he will no longer have prestige, so he will go to persuade His Majesty and participate in the ministers.

Seeing Feng Jie's persistence, all the ministers were in awe, and at the same time they were secretly wary of Ying Liman. They all knew that this princess was not easy to mess with, and they would have to stay away from it in the future, otherwise Feng Jie's day would be... Their tomorrow!
"Okay, since that's the case, I won't say anything more." Ying Zheng originally wanted to save Feng Jie's face, but since he insisted on fulfilling the bet, Ying Zheng didn't bother to continue meddling.

Next, the morning court continued, but everyone's thoughts were flying. Everyone thought about going to court quickly, and then watching the show while eating melons!

Ying Zheng also saw that the ministers' minds were no longer in the court, so they simply discussed a few important matters and hurriedly went down to the court.

As soon as he retreated from the court, as soon as Yingzheng left, the officials began to discuss. Feng Jie didn't give anyone a chance to stop him, and ran out in desperation, but he was blocked in the end...

(End of this chapter)